Yesterday was busy and productive and long. Because of the online knitting meeting last night and another rather busy morning today you don‘t get a play by play about my day.
Today should be long and busy again, will check in tomorrow.
Archives for March 2024
Better day but lots of waiting
I did not set an alarm but woke up at 7 as usual anyways. Which meant I still hadn’t gotten enough sleep. Because I really wanted to take that shower I skipped the morning routine and got wet instead. I was a little late making breakfast but that was okay.
I tried to explain to my husband why I hadn’t managed to take that shower the day before and how happy I was to finally be clean which lead to a lot of hurt feelings and resurfacing of old hurts. Great start to the day. We did talk it out and went back to being good soon after but still.
I called my mother on the phone, then did the breakfast dishes. Then I sat around in the kitchen talking with my husband while he cooked and playing silly iPad games. I was too hungry to start something and kept thinking lunch would be right around the corner. If I had realized it would take almost an hour more I might have gotten something done.
Lunch was delicious, though, pasta e fagioli might be the whole family’s favorite comfort food:
I was very determined not to spend another day dreading the washing up so after a reasonable break I tackled the dishes. Of course that was when the boy showed up to eat his lunch. I did the dishes anyway, we talked while he ate and when I was done I sat down at the table and we showed each other stuff on Twitter. As one does.
I planned for the week ahead and did the usual Sunday things. I also waited for my husband to show up. He had said he wanted my help with some computer stuff so I found myself not starting anything serious because I was waiting. He also had said he wanted to watch ski jumping (flying? No idea) so I waited some more. Went on social media for too long and such. When it was almost six I went over to the annex to ask him about it. Turned out he had been so busy that he didn’t have the time. I folded a load of laundry and put it away, we decided to do his computer things today and I ate dinner. When I was finished my husband showed up, we talked some more and I folded the second load of laundry. I washed my one plate and knife even.
Then I sat down to watch some C-drama only to find that I had left off right in the middle of an episode the last time. So I watched only twenty minutes. Which suited me fine because with all the talking and laundry it was a bit later than I had expected. I started writing this post, did Duolingo, made a list for today and sat down to watch Sarra Cannon’s kickoff call for her quarterly planning course. Who knows, maybe I’ll use her method this time.
I watched the call, got ready for bed and turned the lights out a little earlier than the last few days. I’m having high hopes for the week ahead but then I always do.
Guess what happened – best intentions and all
I mean, it was inevitable, I went to bed just before midnight and woke up from the alarm. I did manage the full morning routine the second morning in a row which is good. Talked with my husband, ate breakfast, crocheted, played some silly games, went online, read a bit, listened to one movement of Schubert’s string quintet (highly recommended) while doing the breakfast dishes, spent some time online, decided that I had enough of never going outside in nature and that just walking for twenty minutes should be fine and went outside:
It was nicer than it looks on this picture, when I had reached this bridge I turned back again:
I met someone I knew from back when I went running and walking three times a week. We usually just nod at each other in a friendly manner but this time he actually stopped on his bike to ask how I was because he hadn’t seen me for so long. Well, plantar fasciitis and all. It’s a bit of a weird feeling to be missed by someone I don’t really know.
Walking for half an hour was not the best of ideas, naturally, but I’m still happy I did it. My feet are complaining, though.
I came back home, helped a bit with lunch and ate with my husband. The food was late but very good:
We talked some more, then I took a break and waited for the package with my shampoo. Among other things. While I was waiting (and reading and scrolling Instagram) the boy showed up and we talked while he was eating. I forced him to go through the stuffed animal but he wanted to keep them all so I made him take the two bags with him upstairs to put into the attic. My living room is full enough without them.
Just as the boy was leaving my husband showed up again to talk some more and with one thing or the other I never really got my afternoon started. I went online, I ate cake, I went some more online and played silly games and talked with my husband again and all of a sudden to was 9 pm and I still hadn’t taken a shower, done Duolingo or washed the lunch dishes. So I did Duolingo, started writing this post, did the dishes, took a shower and then watched some C-drama despite the late hour.
So, no proofreading all day. But a lot of one-on-one time with the rest of the family.
Woot, another long day into the weekend
I went to bed on time for once, slept well and woke up from the alarm. Though I didn’t really feel like it I did do my complete morning routine. I tried one of my new fountain pens in the morning pages and I really love it. My 12 minutes of yoga were much harder than I thought they would be, skipping yoga so many days in a row made a noticeable difference.
Then breakfast, a bit of crochet, dishes and then I did all of the Friday cleaning. Phew. My husband did two loads of laundry and cleaned both toilets in the annex. I had promised to wake the boy before noon but he woke up by himself and then went off to university. The plan was that he would get there and eat lunch before his exam.
My husband and I ate spaghetti with meatballs:
Well, he forgot his wallet. So I figured out how and where to order him some lunch online. Panic!
Then it was time to teach many students. I had one cancellation and wanted to use that time to hang up the second load of laundry but couldn’t find it.
After work there was dinner, I went online for a bit, started writing this post, then did the dishes, Duolingo, wanted to watch some C-drama but then the boy came downstairs and we talked, and then I went to bed.
I’m done, I really need the weekend off.
A rather good day on not enough sleep
I had turned the lights out at midnight, way too late. Woke up from the alarm at 7 and got out of bed right away, something I don’t do often. I did skip the whole morning routine because I needed to leave the house early. There was breakfast and such and in the end I had to hurry because I had left only seven minutes to brush my teeth, change into real pants and get out the door. But I did catch my bus.
I got shockwaved at the orthopedist and it did hurt again. I practiced mindful breathing and relaxing my muscles to a point where the assistant treating me asked if I had sensed any of it. Um, yes, it was rather painful, thanks.
I was back home an hour after leaving. Talked with my husband, wrote morning pages, proofread the manuscript for twenty minutes, did the dishes and went off to the supermarket.
I was so late that I got right into a stream of middle and high schoolers getting off both on my way to the supermarket and on the way back. I did pop into another store to return a pack of underwear and pick up the same underwear in a different size. Did all the grocery shopping including spending 5 minutes trying to figure out where the sake was. Not exotics but liquor, go figure.
Came back home, put most of the things away and had lunch:
If this food looks a bit uninspired it is because my husband was feeling really bad all day. His cold is just gearing up, poor thing.
After lunch there might have been a few indulgences:
Not only did I buy extra chocolate, I also had ordered not one but two completely superfluous new fountain pens. After seeing a couple of unused fountain pens on the unused nightstand. After noticing that my fat wooden Jinhao pen was out of ink. I think these pens will fit my hand better than the super chonky one but, well.
I took a break, taught a couple of students, put ink in three pens, taught some more students, ate dinner, read and lost an hour or so, did Duolingo, was just about to start writing this post when the boy said he wanted to take a shower next so I did the dishes first, then brushed my teeth and changed into pajamas, finally started the blog post, made a list for today, made myself a cup of tea and read some more and then turned the lights out.
Another rather busy day today and then the weekend.
Being stabbed with needles is not an experience I’d recommend
I slept well and woke up before the alarm and actually managed to write morning pages. Then I skipped the rest of the morning routine again. I did feel better but still not well.
Ate breakfast reasonably fast and left in time to catch my 9.30 train to Munich. The doctor’s office was crowded again but well-organized any everyone was nice and professional. I met the same doctor as when I had my thyroid scintigraphy and then he took tissue samples from the two big nodules in my thyroid. Which was unpleasant and somewhat disconcerting but didn’t take long. Better than surgery for sure. I had to sit and press my fingers against the very small wounds so that it wouldn’t bleed for ten minutes. And now you can’t even tell that I was pricked.
I’ll get the results at the beginning of next week. If the results are worrying I’ll get a phone call, if not I guess I’ll find out through their online portal.
I came back home around noon and was very proud for not buying any sweets on the way.
Meanwhile my husband had caught the same nasty cold as I and had to deal with the chimney sweep on top. So he did not do the dishes as planned:
And yes, that is a glass tea pot on top of a leaning tower of dishes. Ugh. Twenty minutes later that was all washed up and put away, by the way. I have a system, I’m pretty fast.
Lunch was rather early:
I briefly toyed with the idea of taking a shower or doing the lunch dishes before teaching but was just too exhausted.
Three of my seven students canceled, so I had a lot of breaks. I did make myself a neat schedule to get all the things done in between teaching but ended up deviating from it right away. I talked with the boy and with my husband (who only taught one student) and got the two returns ready and sent off. The whole shoe saga also ended yesterday because I had decided to order a second pair of the sneakers I use outdoors so I can use them as indoor shoes. Problem solved.
I ate dinner, talked with a friend via Instagram DM, talked with the rest of the family again, started writing this post, did the dishes, took a shower, did Duolingo, watched some C-drama and went to bed.
Today I’ll go to another doctor’s visit where I’ll get hurt on purpose. Not badly, just a bit, because I need to be at the orthopedist at 9 for shockwave therapy again.